Year Two (Kingmakers, #2)

by Sophie Lark

Cat gives me a desperate, pleading look, begging me to think of some way to get her out of this.

fuck this bitch she should thug it out

They said I was buried Desiccated and dead I’ll climb up out the grave Break the stone on ya head I’m breathless and reckless Continually climb Drink the glass to the bottom And eat up the lime . .

nahhhh what is this

Sabrina locks eyes with me. There’s no hint of fear or remorse in her face. Just pure, burning fury.

hell yeah sabrina

I don’t want to be Justin Bieber—I want to be Scooter Braun.

oh!

no one cares about this mf

I don’t like tight spaces. And I definitely don’t like the dark.

yeah you’re def a liability i’m not sure if i’m supposed to root for u but im def not rn

“Not all of us get to be a rebel without a cause.” Miles keeps his eyes locked on mine, his face unsmiling. “Oh, I’ve got plenty of causes.”

She just didn’t tell me. To protect me—because I’m too weak to handle it.

Yeah no shit

I open my mouth to give some excuse, to downplay what happened. Instead, I find myself bursting into tears.

valid crshout

The only thing I want in this moment is to secure her. To make her mine forever.

goofy ahh drawing

Now he’s even more off balance, which I think is good for me. I want him feeling guilty.

okay miles…

“Come on,” I grin. “Do it for Zoe. And for the fantastic leverage you’ll have over me. I can’t wait to see what you’ll make me do. Streak the Super Bowl? Assassinate the president?”

it’s gonna be some stupid shit for a girl (or guy idk)

“Girls, specifically, or . . .” “I like girls,” he says, flatly. “Just not the ones at our school.” He takes his eyes off the water for a moment to scowl at me. “Why are you so curious?”

WHY DOESNT HE HAVE A BOOK HES THE ONLY ONE I GAF ABT

I picture Zoe’s face when I tell her what I’ve done. The way her disbelief will melt into a smile brighter than the dawn. “It’s a fucking fantastic deal,” I tell him. “The best I’ll ever make.”

Time to go hunting for Rocco Prince.

I KNEW IT I KNEW IT SHES GOMNA KILL HIM AND THEN DEANS GONNA SEEEEE

this art is fucking wild

“I won’t tell,” Dean promises. “But understand this . . . I own you now. When we come back to school, you’re mine. My servant. My slave. For as long as I want you.”

what the actual fuck.